{12} on my mind

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nahmir pov

i sat on the counter top watching the lady make an omelette

"i'm confused". i mumbled replaying the video

i was actually trying to make victoria breakfast but the only thing i knew how to cook was anything you could put in the microwave.

i heard the floor creek upstairs as i saw victoria walk down

"why does it smell burnt".? she said rubbing her eyes

i walked over to her kissing her forehead "i was trynna cook breakfast for you".

she laughed looking up at me "nahmir trynna cook.. that's new".

i playfully rolled my eyes walking back to the kitchen

"i honestly just want some cereal".

"what, you don't want my omelette"?

"first of all it's burnt".

she opened the refrigerator grabbing the milk

"how's my baby"?

"our baby". she corrected

"well technically it's mine because i'm the one who nut-okay".

she sat down at the table pulling out her phone

"but the baby is good, i'm good".

"what's if we have twins". i said excited

"noooo nahmir". she laughed

"that's would be mad cool though if you actually think about it".

i saw my mom walk downstairs with her suitcase

"you leaving"? i asked

"yeah i got work tomorrow".

"ight come gimme a hug" she walked over to me smiling

"call your dad". she whispered

i rolled my eyes letting go

"bye miss simmons". victoria said hugging her

i closed the door behind her looking at victoria

"when did your parents leave"?

"actually they're staying".

"what you mean"?

"my mom has decided to move up here.. can you believe that". she smiled

"actually no, your mom hates moving".

"exactly. but since i'm having a baby she wants to be closer".

"i wish my mom would bring her ass up here". i said annoyed

"you know she's not leaving alabama".

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